Sicily, Italy.

The moment the immortal had just returned from ancient Rome, his eyes immediately fell into a familiar darkness. There was a ticking sound in her ears, and the smell of disinfectant spread through her nose.

There is no doubt that this is the hospital.

She immediately asked the system how long she had been gone.

After a while, Galaxy told her, "The mother has been in ancient Rome for three months, but in reality it was only three days later, and the servants in the big manor found you fainting in the basement and took you to the hospital." ”

Xian Xian was silent for two seconds: "...... In other words, Aunt Mary and Amor are indeed dead. ”

Killed by the hands of the Grim Reaper himself.

"Hmm."

"What about the Grim Reaper?" Xianxian thought of the boy who had been with him for three months.

Everything was like a dream without a trace, only the faint shadow of the other party still existed in the memory.

Before she left, she saw that the boy was kneeling on one knee, as if he wanted to be loyal to his predecessor, the god of death, but in fact, there was a thrilling murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"After you opened the book of Revelation, the Grim Reaper followed him across time and space to Ancient Rome, and his consciousness remained attached to his teenage self. What happened in ancient Rome was, in fact, something that you had experienced together. ”

“……”

Xianxian didn't speak this time, and pulled out the needle that had pierced the back of his hand.

Those things were not so much what she had experienced with death.

Rather, she went back to ancient Rome thousands of years ago, and really spent three months with Crislo as a teenager.

And, success left a mark in the other party's heart.

But for the gods, time is just a touch of quicksand between their fingers.

Fate is a circle, and she doesn't know how the young god of death has spent thousands of years after she left.

The only thing she knows is that even if she has experienced life and death with the teenager, she will eventually be eliminated by the years, and she will not even have the slightest shadow in the memory of death.

And she-

What we have to do now is to let Death remember her thoroughly while she has a place in Death's heart!

Let the Grim Reaper willingly help her resurrect Mary and Amor, so that there is no life barrier between them.

The fairy fumbled out of bed and asked where the Galactic Grim Reaper was.

After learning the location of the Grim Reaper, she quietly walked out of the hospital.

The sun was shining outside, and the cherry blossoms were planted around the hospital, and the light smell reminded Xianxian of the little flower behind her ear in the ancient Roman prison cell. It has the same taste, but cherry blossom grass.

The flower language of cherry blossom grass is that there is no other love but you.

The fairy thought wandered aimlessly for a while, and casually folded a few branches of cherry blossom grass, sorted them out and held them in his arms.

If she could see with her eyes now, or if she had a cell phone—

She! I really want to take a selfie!

Shaking his head with a smile, the fairy followed the guidance of the galaxy to the place where the god of death would appear.

And she and Yinhe didn't notice it, a figure flashed away at the entrance of the hospital.

“……”

These three days are three months in ancient Rome for the immortals, but for Vera, who was married to the old man, the days are like years!

The old man did have a sexual fetish, and Vera's mother and daughter offended him completely, and these three days were not a human life.

Fortunately, the fairy suddenly fell into a coma, Mary and Amor died tragically, and the remaining servants in the manor were suddenly left without a master, so someone proposed to go to Vera's mother and daughter for help, after all, they are relatives.

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